Du Yujiao was covered in blood holes, so miserable that it was unbearable, I really couldn't bear to knock it down carefully, don't look at it and whispered, "Uncle Mazi, why did you still put a needle on her?" ”

Zhang Mazi explained that he was not pricking the needle, but using the silver needle to seal Du Yujiao's zenith trick first, the few acupuncture points just now, they are Tianshu, Zhongzhi, Qihai, Tanzhong, Fengchi, Xinyu, and Kidney Yu, sealing these acupuncture points can ensure that Du Yujiao's soul is not squeezed away, otherwise she will definitely not be able to hold it during the fight, and it will be a trouble for the yang soul to leave the body at that time.

Zhang Mazi started very steadily, while explaining to me, the acupuncture points had been sealed at the same time, and then a particularly long silver needle appeared in his hand, almost more than four inches, Zhang Mazi directly moved the silver needle to Du Yujiao's throat.

He didn't hesitate for a moment, stabbed at Du Yujiao's throat, and at the same time quickly recited the mantra in his mouth, spread his hand and stood behind the altar, holding the statue of the witch god in his left hand, biting his middle finger with the tip of his teeth, dripping two drops of middle finger blood on the statue of the god of guessing yin, and chanting words in his mouth.

After the blessing of the powerful mantra, a black mist actually filled the statue of Guess Yin, and I opened my eyes to see it very clearly, on the two red eyes of the Guess Yin Statue, there was a particularly obvious black mist emerging.

The rune sashimi on my arm began to ache again, this time as if it had been pierced, one by one it was very uncomfortable, and I quickly covered my elbows and stepped back for some distance until my back was against the wall, and the feeling eased a little.

Zhang Mazi finished dripping blood on the statue, retracted his middle finger that was still bleeding, and tapped his forehead again, his fingers moved slowly, and it took a blood-colored rune, and then he sat down, put his hand into his pocket, took out a handful of small yellow rice, and sprinkled it at Du Yujiao from a distance.

All the yellow rice covering the head of the bed exploded, filling with deep black smoke, as if it had fallen directly on the oil pan, "crackling" and bouncing.

In less than ten seconds, the blood on Du Yujiao's body stopped flowing, Zhang Mazi moved very quickly, he didn't know when there were a few more warps in his hand, he quickly kneaded the warp into a strand, and then tied it to the statue of Guess Yin, stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and at the same time buckled the taut warp, as if playing cotton, the warp broke out with a "buzzing" trembling sound.

He quickly lit the warp, only to see that there was an open flame on the warp all the time, but the warp wrapped in flames was not affected at all, and there was no trace of being burned at all.

I couldn't help but widen my eyes, and then Zhang Mazi stood up with the candle flame and kept circling around Du Yujiao, turning the statue of the guessing yin god around Du Yujiao's face.

Du Yujiao seemed to be awake, her narrow eyelashes were constantly beating, her face was struggling, and she writhed unnaturally, until Zhang Mazi amplified the sound of chanting mantras, stretched out her other hand and slapped and slapped her forehead, she was a little quieter, but the corners of her mouth were still twitching, and she let out a slow moan.

The voice...... Well, maybe I'm thinking too much.

I didn't dare to breathe, leaning against the wall and watching this scene intently, at this moment, I suddenly heard someone slamming the door outside the room, and Du Hua exclaimed loudly, "Two masters, what's the situation, I heard my niece's voice so well, is she dying!" ”

Zhang Mazi stopped chanting the mantra, and at the same time, the cold wind in the room stopped suddenly, he raised his head angrily, and glared at me very dissatisfied, I quickly rushed over to open the door, and whispered through the crack in the door, "You shut up, it is a critical moment, Zhang Mazi can't be disturbed by the outside world when he casts spells." ”

Du Hua was anxious and angry, and the person stood in the corridor and kept circling, "What can I do, I'm looking for a home in my heart!" ”

I was very helpless, and after a while, Zhang Mazi's voice chanting mantras rose again, and the cold wind in the room was blowing, whirring, and Du Hua felt a little cold standing outside the door, holding his arms and shivering.

I turned around and saw that Zhang Mazi's face had twitched, showing a very painful expression, and his voice chanting mantras became more and more gentle, but the muscle lines on his face were shaking high, obviously fighting with people in the air was not an easy task.

I see it in my eyes, I am anxious in my heart, but I am not good at what I can, there is no way to intervene at all, right now Gu Master Pu Zan may be hiding somewhere, confronting Zhang Mazi's mantra in the air, this kind of clash of mental power I can't understand who is strong and who is weak, I can only guess through Zhang Mazi's trembling facial nerves, it should not be easy for him at this time.

The result of this fight is not only related to whether my business can be done, but also related to Du Yujiao's life and death, and also related to Zhang Mazi's safety.

I held the door with both hands, not letting Du Hua run in and make trouble, the time lasted for almost half an hour, the light and shadow in the room swayed, the whirring cold wind was rolling towards the crack of the door, the fire candle in Zhang Mazi's hand was about to burn half, but he had no intention of stopping, the fighting technique continued.

The room returned to a dead silence, Zhang Mazi's voice chanting mantra was already low to a faint mosquito chirping, and at the same time, his dark old face was getting whiter and whiter, his arms were twitching, and he was about to lose his grip on the Yin God Statue, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

We stared at Zhang Mazi intently, only to see that his whole body was soaked in sweat as if he was soaked in water, and even the back of his hands was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his face was even more ugly.

The cyan air flow was constantly twisting and changing, changing its appearance, and after a while, Zhang Mazi's face was crooked, as if it was gradually changing into another face, the two faces were constantly alternating and overlapping, and the face that belonged to Zhang Mazi had bloodshot in his facial features.

I was terrified, I didn't expect the other party's Gu spell to be so powerful, the mage will definitely see a high and low, Zhang Mazi is definitely not willing to give up halfway, I am really worried about whether he can hold it up.

Fortunately, his expression was quite calm, and he didn't pay attention to the blood oozing from his facial features, he still closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth and continued to chant, and suddenly, he raised the tone and frequency of his chanting, and the wind in the room was fierce, as if a violent storm had broken out.

The cold wind blew violently on the grinning door, and it closed with a "bang", and I opened my mouth wide and was about to exclaim, but a strong wind poured into my mouth, and even my tongue was frozen and stiff, and I couldn't make a sound several times.

The wind almost cracked the glass windows, but the candle in Zhang Mazi's hand was still burning, although it was constantly swaying by the cold wind, it was never extinguished!

The burning fire candle head is like a small snake jumping, in the stroking of the wind, Zhang Mazi's eyes widened, the essence light flashed away, he opened his mouth wide and squirted out a mouthful of blood, his hand trembled, guessing that the scarlet eyes of the Yin God became brighter, but it only broke out for a moment, and soon everything returned to calm.

Zhang Mazi held the head of the bed and gasped, I ran quickly to ask him how the situation was, Zhang Mazi waved his hand and did not speak, and pointed to Du Yujiao, who was unconscious.

I saw that Du Yujiao had stopped bleeding and her breathing was gradually steady, and Zhang Mazi booed me that the Gu curse had been lifted, and it was up to Du Yujiao to recover what she could do in the future.